Invitation

Old, Old stuff

What if I let you in?

What if I showed you my deepest darkest fears?

Would you laugh and call me a coward?

Or would you quietly accept them as part of me?

What if I let you in?

What if I showed you the scars on my wrist?

Would you draw away and try to get me help?

Or would you be there as a friend during the most trying times?

So many people only see the outermost layer,

The mask I wear to hide myself.

Few have seen the real me,

The one that is slowly fading like a dying ember.

What if I let you in?

What if I barred my soul, my heart to you?

Would you abuse my trust?

Or would you be the one who never leaves my side?

What if I let you in?

What if I begged for you to save me?

Would you turn your back on me?

Or would you be the one to drag me from this darkness?

Author's Note

Old, old stuff